There was some sanguine truth in Houellebecq's words that those who read are fed up with life.
Ernst Junger sort of said the same thing, that he reads for the intoxication of it. At this point, the only possession I care about is a good eReader to have a one-sided convo better than any two-sided convo with basic bitch secular consumer western cunttards.
I've lost all value in normie sluts. White aging western women have the value of a refurbished microwave, but men take on retarded debt and workloads to be the hundredth man in their stinky hole, which isn't even as bad as the fact that she became a frigid insufferable cunt before she ever graduated high school, since she was spiritually broken on dicks back then.
If you didn't marry a religiously-grounded family-oriented high-school sweetheart, you can forget about women. The rest of them are broken consumers who are in reality going to be surpassed by robots in our lifetime. Just like most men are going to pornhub, they'll also buy fuckbots that fetch mail, cook dinner, etc.
Blade Runner 2049 was prophetic.